River Falls journal. [volume] (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1872-2019, 1887-01-20
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The friends of Mr.. and Mrs. Ira G
Peasley, of this town, assembled al
their home on Saturday, Jan. 8, 1887,
TO celebrate the 25th anniversary OF
their wedding. About sixty guests
We're present, and very pleasant time
was enjoyed. The list of articles pre-.
scented to Mr.. and Mrs. Peasley is as
follows:
Silver cake stand. Mr. f. p Gage. Chicago.
Castor, Mr.. aud Mrs. j. c. Henry and Mr.. and
Mrs g. w Eastman, Point Douglas
Silver butter dish. Mr.. and Mrs H. S. Colby
Pickle castor, Mr.. aud Mrs. J. S. Colby.
Six silver knives, Mr and Mrs. w. f. McGraY
Prescott.
Six silver forks, Mr.. aud Mrs J. X. SHETLAND,
Minneapolis.
Six silver knives. Mr. c. SHETLAND, Minneapolis.
Six desert spoons, Mr.. W. and J. SHETLAND,
Minneapolis.
Twelve teaspoons. one butter knife Mr.. and
Mrs. A. r. Hickey, Minneapolis
Glass water pitcher, Mrs. J. X. SHETLAND, Min
neapOlis.
Silver butter dish. Mr.. f p. Gsge, Chicago.
Pickle castor, Miss Angie Peasey.
Butter knife and sugar spoon Mr.. aud Mrs. c.
II. Eastman.
Two table spoons Mr.. and Mrs 0. d. schofeld.
Two silver dollars, Mr.. and Mrs. T. J. Atwater.
one silver dollar, Mr.. W. +. MeGray.
Frank McGrav, of Prescott, made
the presentation speech.
The following poem was read by
Miss Grace Peasley:
SILVER LINK.
From olden times pleasing custom comes
That, when together on the path of life,
With hand in hand for five aud twenty years,
Two souls have jonrneyei man and wife.
That all their friends aud neighbOrs far and near
Shall come one night and taste their welded
And share their happy home
And here we are, your turn at last has come,
We've swOOped upon you like the crack of doom,
or bowling storm.-but then we mean no harm,
We're here to Danish rats and winters gloom
We've come from every port aud land,-we re
here
Uncles and aunts. and cousins far aud near.
We've bounced on you to night.
So come, join in. you're young AGAIN tonight
Come, Join in with us and every sad thought
smother.
A silver wedding. this one is your first,
It's also sure you'll never have another
Come, give the wheels Of time backward twirl,
Remember when your wife was your best girl,
Your husband your best fellow.
Now, we doubt not that you were just as silly,
For all that you look grave and WISE
And just as foolish in your sparkling days
As young folks now act silly in your eyes
But there are left no records of those days,
And well for you that all is wrapped in haze,
And we must pass them by.
But five and twenty years ago, tonight,
You went to see the minister they say;
Both somewhat scaTed-(nOw tell, was IL not so?)
And somewhat solemn when you went away,
Yet happy none the less: you did not care
That there were no friends and neighbors there
To share your newt made home.
But years have flown since that bright, happy
night
You stood together in the morn of life,
And peered out DER the futures mystic sea,
The husband strong the loving gentle wife,
o. great the change the years have wrought
since them
Five daughters and son,
A home, and all that's dear.
0, flying years. How fast you wing your fight:
We scarcely hail the swallows ere they fly,
The seasons speed and years glide into years
Time never stops, il rolleth ever by.
Ali cunning time. Your mysteries never riff,
You could not wait and long since you gave your
gift
Your little silver threads
In our short lives the sunny spots are few,
And oftener shadows DER our way are cast,
But you to- night can add a silver link
To memOrys chain of bright things that have
passed
A silver link-the chain is but begun;
And may you add ere lifes short day is done
a shining link offs gold.
That Ira and his estimable wife may
add "that shining link of goid," the
50th anniversary, is the wish of their
many friends.